Somebody forgot to lock the door

This was one of those days that gave me opportunity to work on the long suffering part of the fruit of the Spirit.

I called Provident Partners in Scottsdale at 9:15 this morning to make sure they had the keys to the four rentals I referred to in last night's post. Yep, they had them and were ready to turn them over to me. So I rode the 25 miles into Scottsdale to be told that she did not have the keys to one of the houses - the house that's empty and needs to be prepped before going back on the rental market. Cheryle and I have an appointment to inspect it Monday morning. No explanation, no apology, just no key until late afternoon. So tomorrow morning I'll ride back into Scottsdale to get that key. That works out to 100 miles, only half of which should have been necessary.
I understand why Provident has clients bailing right and left.

I played 18 holes on the executive course this afternoon. Probably the best golf I've ever played. But I played all 18 holes behind a couple in a cart who defined the term "duffer." That's OK; the game is to be enjoyed regardless of proficiency. But when you're a hacker and have someone behind you who is waiting at every shot for you to move on, the proper thing to do is let them play through. Well established golf etiquette that this couple felt no need to follow.

I got dinner at the McDonald's drive-through. (No BK close to our house.) Apparently letting the customer's order sit next to the window for several minutes is now policy. Including napkins and a straw is not.
OK, not a big deal. Just the last in a string of frustrations today. And this is a rant/vent.
Sorry.

Our microwave died this morning. I looked inside for a date of manufacture. What has this world come to when a microwave dies after only 22 years of use?
I got a new one at Best Buy tonight. Now if I can just find a handyman to install it.

Headline on CNN.com: "Liz Taylor weighs in on political campaign." Now that's just cruel.

In the, "he had to be on steroids" category, we're now up to three women who admit to having had affairs with Roger Clemens. One of them is one of golfer John Daly's ex's (he's got several). Number three is a Detroit stripper.
Again, available punch lines best passed over. Besides, that's why we have Leno.

Go read this story:
An Evangelical Manifesto
We'll have to wait to read the document, but I think they may have an important point to make. Even Jerry Falwell admitted that he erred by starting up The Moral Majority. It distracted his ministry from the work of the gospel.
I like the line, "Christians become 'useful idiots' for one political party or another."